Chapter 3320: Don't eat well, kill you!

I saw the maid pushing a large dining car, which had three floors. The top, middle and bottom served three types of breakfast: Chinese, Western, and vegetarian.
In each category, there are more than a dozen tricks.
The exquisite dishes are lined up, just like royal meals.
"Miss Song, please have dinner." The maid respectfully handed over her mouthwash.
Song Song was stunned, then said, "I can't eat so much...it's a waste..."
The maid smiled and said: "Sir, you didn't eat much yesterday. You must have a good breakfast and eat slowly. Just pick what you like."
In fact, Gong Qing’s original words were:
Tell that stupid woman, if she doesn’t eat well in the future, I will kill her! Breakfast will let her eat hard, and eat whatever she likes. If I find out that she doesn’t have a good breakfast. , She just wait and see! Let her eat, she is not allowed to go out without eating!"
The maid has translated these words as gentle as possible.
But Song Song still sighed: "It's too much, I can eat a bowl of snail noodles..."
Those dim sums that are too high-end are not suitable for her.
She is an ordinary civilian, so it is better to eat some civilian food.
The maid picked out a chopstick powder from the porcelain bowl of snail powder and put it on a delicate white porcelain plate: "Miss Song, please use it."
Song Song dumbfounded: What? How is eating? Only one bite of each?
After this breakfast, Song Song finally saw the service of the so-called presidential suite.
She watched the maid wait on her to eat, and she felt more tired than eating herself.
However, the maid insisted on serving her, so she could only finish the meal rather uncomfortably.
However, the gastrointestinal tract that has been hungry for a day is really comfortable.
She just remembered that she did not eat yesterday, but how did Gong Qing know?
Or is it just the standard service process of the presidential suite?
"Miss Song, where are you going?" The maid looked at Song Song, who was about to go out after changing his clothes, in surprise.
"I'm going to work, what's the matter?" Song Song looked back suspiciously.
The maid stopped talking, but didn't speak any more.
I thought, it's strange, the husband said, Miss Song doesn't need to go out to work, she needs to take care of her all day long.
Song Song went out, ready to go home to get some things, her painting tools, and the clothes she changed daily.
Now she is wearing Gong Qing's shirt and Di Ge's uniform skirt. Although the top is wide and the bottom is narrow, there is a sense of fashion when she rolls up the sleeves, but it is not the case after all.
After packing for half a day at home, she first sent her luggage back to the presidential suite, and then went out to take the bus to Dige for the evening shift.
However, as soon as he entered Dige’s door, he saw Dige’s manager smiled and said, "Song Song, why are you back?"
Song Song asked inexplicably, "I'm here to work, why, is there any problem with the schedule?"
The manager shook his head: "No, you won't use it anymore."
Song Song's heart is tight, and it's awkward. Could it be that the manager found out that her pen was broken by her, should he be fired?
"I'm sorry, manager, I..." She wanted to say that she had already borrowed the money, and soon she could buy an identical one and return it to him.
She even made up her mind to go back tonight, cheeky, let Gong Qing advance one hundred thousand yuan to her first.
Anyway, she has already lived in the presidential suite, and even if Gong Qing wants her to fulfill her obligations at any time, she can do it and will not owe him.